| This is all I have
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| Rich dreams that I can’t afford
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| You are what I’m not
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| You are one in a million
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| Great, I’m lost again
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| I am battle worn, baby
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| And my pillow feels like stone
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| And my cinema’s empty
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| They stopped showing me there years ago
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| All your friends can see
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| They talk in the corridors
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| They would have you saved
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| If only one of them could swim to you
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| Great, I’m lost again
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| I am battle worn, baby
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| And my pillow feels like stone
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| And my cinema’s empty
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| They stopped showing me there years ago
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| And for my sins I’ll creep around you forever
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| For my sins, I’ll creep around you forever
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| I am battle worn, baby
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| And my pillow feels like stone
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| And my cinema’s empty |